Disclaimer: I do not own any of Rumiko Takahashi's Inuyasha characters for any and all chapter from this chapter forth.

For those who have read Ageless Devotion you are going to notice some role changes. The reason being was because when I thought about it, if Naraku and Sesshomaru had truly been around for at least 500 years- it wouldn't make sense for them to be students. Any problems or criticism or comments or questions I'll take and explain furthur if needed, but, again, I only ask that you make it a logical argument if it is going to be adversely opinionated.

When Kagome entered the classroom, all of Kagome's instinct went haywire. She couldn't determine whether they were telling her to leave or to stay. When her powers flared and split. One half seemed to spread across the room as though searching for something and another portion encircled her as though shielding her. Confused and frustrated at her lack of control, she reigned in her powers, put on her brightest smile, and looked at the teacher. The teacher was a tall man, with long black hair, brown eyes, and glasses. 'Boring enough,' thought Kagome, 'Hmmmm, he's in shape.'

"Good morning, sir." greeted Kagome.

"Hn. You must be Kagome Higurashi." commented the stoic man, who remained turned towards the class, "Class, welcome Ms. Higurashi."

"Welcome." repeated the class, some of the males throwing some whistles.

Smiling, Kagome repeated her previous greeting to the class.

"You may sit in that empty desk by the window." said the teacher.

"Thank you, Mr." noticing the name on the board, "Taisho"

Already bored with the lesson, Kagome chose instead to think about some of the rumors she heard about this school. It was average enough, not the best or the worst, but there was a slight problem with gangs. Two in particular being the Seven and the Pack. 'Plus there are the other schools' she thought with a sigh, as she remembered the fight she passed through earlier.

In the midst of her brainstorming a new way home, she was cut off. "Ms. Higurashi. I do not value inattentive students in my classroom. Can you inform the class on the lesson I was just discussing?" scolded Mr. Taisho.

'Pompous, overpaid dimwit,' thought Kagome, masking them an innocent smile. She replied, "Of course, you were analyzing the epic piece named Senjuko, and while the date and author of it is unknown, you spoke of how it has inspired many artists to this day with its paradoxical themes of good verses evil."

"Hn. Care to tell the class of some facts you already know?" asked the teacher, eyes narrowed.

'He wants me to make a fool of myself on the first day here.' thought Kagome.

Kagome replied, "It speaks of the final battle between a white dog demon and a hanyou who was once human. The dog demon is depicted as a godlike being who protects humanity, and some interpreters believe he represents the virtues of mankind. The hanyou is a paradox in itself because, even though he himself was once a human, he despises the human race and sought to destroy mankind. He represents the flaws of mankind and is associated with words such as greed, hate, discord, and destruction."

"Both warriors felt human were worthless creature, but, again, symbolism comes into play. Sesshomaru represents balance with his unchanging, stoic character, and Naraku represents chaos in desire for destruction. In this battle, there is no clear winner, nor is there a truce, but somehow peace was achieved by the action of a ningen, whose name is unknown. Both warriors were said to have loved this fair maiden, which is ironic in itself, when their views on humans are analyzed. The ningen represents hope, for, while she was human, she saw all as equals whether they were human, demon, or hanyou. During the battle, just as they were about to give the final blow that would have ended both their lives, the beautiful maiden rushed into the battle and sacrificed her life for the men she loved.

"The final stanza was her final dying words:

'And to you my loves,

I ask that you not despair,

But wait, for I will come back

So you can remember what you have lost'

"It is said that with her dying breathe, both warriors made a vow. When her reincarnation returned they would win back her heart, and never lose her again. Of course what I've given is a very general outline of your lesson. I do apologize if I led you to believe I wasn't paying attention, sensei." After apologizing Kagome sat back down and noticed the class had become quiet with shock.

Not quite done with her the teacher continued "What is your interpretation and what makes this particular piece such an inspiration?"

Kagome sighed and once again stood up. "One point which makes this piece interesting is the stanza:

'The maiden of white arms and ebony hair

Looked upon the lovers within the lair

Both lay on common ground

One light one darkness, but with no hateful sound'

"At one point the warriors were able to put aside their hate for a single night to be in the embrace of the ningen. It shows the reader that the promise of love is strong enough to overcome hate, and that if strong enough can cure even the most evil or arrogant of their sinful ways, even if just for a single night."

"You still haven't answered my first question. What is you own interpretation?"

"My own interpretation is...well...different. This line showed me that while their love was strong, the demons' hate was stronger. Later in the poem the maiden sacrifices herself for the sake of love, but her lovers betray her for the sake of hate. I found that had they truly loved her, they would have found a way to overcome their hate, so...in my opinion... it proves that love is feeble emotion that cannot cure hate or greed. The author focuses on the two demons, but when the ningen is mentioned the reader is instantly drawn to her. She was a precious jewel that was shattered by her two protectors. What she offered was love and acceptance, but what she gained was hate, chaos, and death. This poem represents loves failure."

Slightly impressed and saddened, the teacher replied, "Impressive, I have to say you are one of the few students who have deterred from the common interpretation. Do you not believe in love, Ms. Higurashi?"

The class froze...Mr. Taisho was actually asking a student a question...and not to embarrass her?

"Disenchanted. There is no such thing as knight in shining armor." answered Kagome.

Turning to the the board, the teacher continued with his lesson while the rest of the class continued to not pay attention to him. They were all intrigued with the new student; she seemed different. Unbeknownst to them all, Mr. Taisho was smiling and had they known-the entire class would have run from the room screaming.

During his free period that day, Mr. Taisho walked over to the principles office. Opening the door, he was greeted by the blushing smile of Mr. Takashi's new secretary, "Good morning, sir. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Not bothering to respond, he walked past her desk and opened the principle's door.

"Sir, I don't think you can do that. He's on the pho-"

The secretary's voice was drowned out by the shut door. Mr. Taisho's attention was on the polished man before him who was talking on the phone. Said man, the principle, was one of the most feared men at this school who hand out punishments so severe that most students begged for suspensions and expulsions just to be away from him. It didn't matter who the students parents were or their ties. Two years ago, this school went from being a broken-down, overpopulated and uncontrolled death sentence for any teachers career to controlled, new-looking environment suitable for learning again. Sure there were gangs...but they were anything Mr. Onigumo Takashi couldn't if he was properly motivated.

When the principle's eyes landed on the man before him, he wrapped up his phone call, "Thank you, Ms Higurashi. I just wanted to get to know my student's parents as a courtesy call...Oh I'm sure she will do well...yes...yes...I'll keep an eye on her. Well have a good day Ms. Higurashi...You too."

"Well?" asked the stoic man.

Opening a file on his desk, Mr. Takashi summarized, "Her previous school was about 50 miles from here. Prestigious enough to be too expensive for her family, but she got in with a scholarship. Her grades are impeccable and when I called the school they had only the highest recommendations for her. From what I gathered, there was an event earlier in the year that caused her to leave but no one there is talking. She lives in a shrine not too far from here and is fluent in 3 languages, did well in her previous kendo and archery classes, took part in numerous extracurricular activities and as far as this school is concerned, is in the top 1% of her grade with her current GPA."

"And she's a miko." included Mr. Taisho.

"Trained?"

"Yes, but her control is lacking."

"We've had mikos before"

"This one knew the poem."

"Ku ku ku. The internet is a resourceful invention."

"Her powers recognized me."

After a brief pause, "With your concealment in place?"

Taking a deep look into the others eyes, Mr. Takashi sighed, "Very well, but I'll need to see her for myself."

"See not with your eyes." said Sesshomaru, tersely getting up and walking around the desk to the quieted man, "This isn't her."

Looking up at the taller man from his chair, Mr. Takashi replied, "I hope your right, I couldn't handle going through that again."

Looking down at the green-eyed man below him, Sesshomaru placed a hand on the sitting man's face, "I won't let that happen again, Naraku."

Lowering his head, Sesshomaru placed a kiss on Naraku's lips and then left the office.

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Please R&R.